Chapter 134: The Death of the Cold Dance (5)

"Ahh Finally, under the stimulation of this scene, Han Wu angrily scolded, and as soon as he grabbed the Shura Sword on his back, a manic killing force surged in an instant, shattering the strip of cloth wrapped around it in an instant.

The sword of Shura reappeared, the dark sword body shone with a strange light, as if feeling the smell of blood around it, and the whole sword trembled gently, eager to drink this fresh blood.

"Oh~ I finally couldn't help it, did you use the sword of Shura?" The Sword Demon said lightly, not surprised that Han Wu used the Sword of Shura. After all, if Han Wu wants to fight against herself, she can't do it at all with her swordsman's strength alone, and only by obtaining the strength of the Shura Sword can she be qualified to fight with herself.

Han Wu clenched the sword of Shura, and a powerful and crazy force surged out, instantly filling her entire dantian, and even the hundreds of limbs, making her feel as if she had an endless amount of power, as if the sword demons in front of her could fight against it.

"Kill!" Han Wu coldly spit out such a word, and his figure moved, with a murderous aura, he waved the sword of Shura again and again, and showed the first form of the five forms of the Demon Dance towards the sword demon, the sword rainbow.

It's just that as soon as the sword rainbow came out, the second and third forms of the five forms of the magic dance were also cast, and the powerful magic fighting skills stirred up the space, causing cracks to appear in the surrounding houses and the ground, which can be seen that under the blessing of the sword of Shura, the power is so powerful that it makes people tremble.

At this moment, Han Wu felt that his current strength was several times stronger than the previous detonation of the Dou Qi Yuan Dan, and his strength actually had the momentum of touching the level of the Sword King. It's just that her reason told herself that she couldn't let her strength continue to increase, otherwise she would be counterattacked by the sword of Shura, allowing the hidden Shura monarch to take the opportunity to seize her body.

It's just that in the face of so many magic fighting skills, the sword demon grinned, and his face actually showed a look of remembrance, and when his figure moved, a magic array appeared in front of him, and at the same time, countless magic fighting skills fell on it, but they only rippled out bursts of ripples.

"Not enough! That's not enough! The Sword Demon shook his head and said disdainfully, and with a wave of his hand, a powerful force erupted, sending Han Wu violently out of the air.

"Roar!!" As soon as Han Wu landed, a howl like a beast roar erupted again, her eyes were already red, and her long hair was gradually dyed red by the killing aura, dancing wildly behind her, and her whole body was haunted by a hazy blood qi, making her hideous and terrifying.

The sword of Shura continued to inject force into Han Wu's body, and without everyone noticing, a dark aura quietly mixed in and merged into her body.

"Shura - Styx!" Subconsciously, Han Wu pronounced such a term, and then the sword of Shura was red, and the dark sword body became as red as blood, and countless undead began to float out from the sword body, howling fiercely, and with the miserable picture around him, it seemed even more infiltrating, as tragic as Shura's hell.

"It's kind of interesting." The Sword Demon narrowed his eyes slightly and said thoughtfully.

The next moment, Han Wu raised the sword of Shura, and countless undead condensed, and with her swing, it turned into a river of Styx composed of undead spirits, and rushed towards the sword demon.